+_my new poem_+
After two years I finally got back on my feet as a poet…
HOPELESS
Walking in a long straight path,
Awaiting righteousness before turning back,
Looking beyond the future,
While the past, hangs yet to rupture.
In the streaming river, honesty is lost,
Searching for reality and left to a pause,
Followed by dim light, rushed thru the water
Arms rowing tired but still going further.
Under the shining ball, dancing in a mask,
Hiding behind sanity and glaring through glass,
Concealing a gem, too hard to shatter,
Growing in a daze then getting weaker.
Stood up and ran endlessly,
Till a crossroad, halted me
Hearsays foretell, one reaches an end,
While the other one reaches a bend that transcends.
All paths are invariable from each other,
The road to take is just around the corner
But the question lies, which is the right one,
Answers are left dangling, waiting for us to come.
In the never ending wavering, soon came night,
Gave nothing but darkness, burned down the light,
When all hopes fade before it glistens,
A glimpse of eternity is ought to reach its end.
~~Isn’t it obvious that it was written by a cynic? I miss the old days when most of what I write was about hopes, dreams…love, inspiration. Sometimes I feel like I want to be saved from this instance….sometimes…
